Dead in the water?

I suppose it’s time I tattle on myself in the hope that I’ll shape up and get back to work. I’m sure you’ve all been wondering how the novel is coming. Okay, humor me and pretend that’s what you’ve been wondering. Otherwise I turn this blog-post into a discussion on the metaphorical interpretations of box elder bugs and how they freak my daughter out. And we don’t want that, now do we.

Okay then, since we’re pretending you asked, my novel is, for all intents and purposes, dead in the water. I’ve written perhaps 2000 words since the first week of the month when I took a day off from work for the express purpose of writing. I’ve lost all desire to write anything, let alone finish this albatross of a novel. I know I should keep going, that I’m really close to the ending, but I just can’t.

I blame my new routine. Writing at night just isn’t working out very well. There are just too many other things that need to be done that most nights I don’t even get time to catch up on Facebook or my blog. Like tonight. I had reports to compile for my business, and family bills to pay and budget to catch up on. By the time I finished that there was only really enough time left to write this blog post before bed time.

But if I start taking my computer to work again and writing during lunch I won’t keep up on my walking, and I need to be healthier. I suppose I could try writing on the train, but while I’ve been able to read successfully, I’m still not sure how well typing would work. Besides, while I usually get a seat inbound in the mornings, I’m usually standing up for at least a third of the trip coming home. Not really a good position for writing.

So evening it is. Perhaps tomorrow night I’ll be caught up on everything for awhile and be able to start cranking out the words again. I’d still like to participate in NaNoWriMo this year, and I can’t if I’ve still got last year’s novel hanging around like that one odd cousin who won’t leave until the last crumb of food has disappeared.

Will I make it? Realistically? No. But at this rate I’d even consider it a victory if I can get myself back in gear and finish the book!